Helen & Cassandra
(专辑: Last Days Of The Century - 1988)
According to the
myths and legends At the
fringes of our memory Paris stole the
queen of Sparta And carried her across the
sea As they fled, he never dreamt That he held the
world in his grip Helen, the
face that launched a
thousand ships Helen, the
face that launched a
thousand ships From Mycenae comes Agamemnon And the
Greeks of the
city-states Laden with their bronzen weapons They're waiting at the
Trojan Gates As the
arrow flies and Achilles falls Does she raise the
wine to her lips? Helen, the
face that launched a
thousand ships Helen, the
face that launched a
thousand ships It's funny how the
story lingers It's probably a
myth of course A
whisper in the
ear of Homer Perhaps there never was a
horse She could have turned the
head of Paris With the
gentle sway of her hips Helen, the
face that launched a
thousand ships Oh Cassandra, what did you know You who bring bad news wherever you go You had the
gift to see the
future From Apollo so it's said And he made no one believe you When you would not share his bed Oh Cassandra, what did you see As you walked the
lonely road of your certainty Gazing at the
ruined city That your warnings could not save Oh Cassandra, so still and so grave, Cassandra The
Bronze Age kingdoms tumble The
cities fade one by one The
walls of Mycenae crumble The
Dark Age has begun And the
truth is lost in the
ancient dust Yet the
memory forever persists Of Helen, the
face that launched a
thousand ships Helen, the
face that launched a
thousand ships